System Bestows me with Immortality, Living on to Eventually Become Invincible

They resumed their search for spiritual herb seeds. While the herbs were hard to come by, seeds were plentiful. Chen Xun bought several bags, but many were duds, mixed in like fish eyes among pearls.

Chen Xun was having none of it. At the fourth layer of Qi cultivation and armed with the Fireball Technique, did they really think he was so easily bullied?

"I clearly paid with a full bag of spirit stones, yet you give me only half a bag of seeds?" Chen Xun's brow arched, though no one saw it.

"Moo moo!!" Black Bull also bellowed angrily at the stall.

"What's the matter? Spiritual herb seeds are just like this. Are you looking for trouble, fellow Daoist?"

The man sneered, a yellow talisman stood erect in the air, his two fingers traced a path, a burst of light was triggered, and in an instant, it vanished. He looked at Chen Xun provocatively.

This fool leading a bull and wearing a black scarf, who didn't know him after a few years of doing business here? A third layer Qi cultivator, all alone.

A flicker of the Spiritual Clarity Technique passed through Chen Xun's eyes; this man was actually at the fourth layer of Qi cultivation, and he seemed quite wealthy.

"Brother Liao, who dares to cause trouble here!"

Several people ran up from behind the crowd, wearing similar attire, likely from some cultivating family.

They were all at the fourth layer of Qi cultivation, and there was even one at the fifth layer. Now, many independent cultivators gathered around, all watching Chen Xun with mocking indifference.

"What, the many bullying the few?"

Chen Xun let out a cold laugh, fearlessness in his eyes, "That's not how you do business."

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"Who do I think it is? Turns out it's this bandit fool."

A round-faced burly man said disdainfully, "Brother, leave this to me."

"Alright."

The man nodded slightly, "No fighting within the valley, mind your strength."

"Fool, kneel and kowtow to my brother, admit your mistake, and we'll let today's matter slide."

The round-faced man looked down his nose at Chen Xun, "I don't want to see you at the ascension conference in the future."

These people clearly wanted to mock him, the more dissatisfied people were with their lives, the more they enjoyed bullying the weaker.

If he didn't stand up for himself, these independent cultivators would think they could manipulate him at will.

"What are you, looking like a rotten watermelon."

Chen Xun calmly spat out a sentence, standing his ground, "Not worthy of barking in front of me."

"Sharp-tongued, watch me smash your mouth!"

The round-faced man's face turned red with rage, the fool dared to insult him. He stepped forward, his hand glowing, and the Vajra Fist, with its fierce wind, smashed towards Chen Xun.

Boom!

Chen Xun stepped back, throwing an ordinary punch that collided with the round-faced man's, whose expression changed to one of slight pain, and suddenly he cried out in agony, "Ah!!"

The sound of bones cracking echoed, and the round-faced man flew backward, looking at Chen Xun with fear. What monstrous strength!

"The Liao family's Vajra Fist broken, this man is not as simple as he seems."

"Heh, who would have thought this fool... fellow Daoist actually had such strength."

...

A buzz rose from the crowd, their view of Chen Xun changed; he wasn't a fool after all.

"The Liao family, is it."

Chen Xun nodded slightly, looking at the furious men, "Remember, you still owe me half a bag of spiritual herb seeds."

"You better be careful outside Nine Stars Valley then."

The man, supporting the round-faced man, sneered darkly, "Knowing some physical techniques doesn't decide anything."

"Oh?"

Chen Xun laughed, his smile under the headscarf even more sinister and terrifying, sending chills down the Liao family's spines.

The onlooking independent cultivators internally exclaimed, realizing the oppressive aura of the headscarf was so strong.@@novelbin@@

Chen Xun, leading Black Bull, walked away, followed by a member of the Liao family, but they quickened their pace, faster and faster.

After three sharp turns, they dashed out of Nine Stars Valley, disappearing. The Liao family member following them was dumbfounded. Where did they go?!

On the road.

"Bull, I was impulsive this time. If we hadn't cared about that half bag of spiritual herb seeds, we wouldn't have made enemies."

Chen Xun's eyes held a hint of apology; over the years, they had heard plenty of rumors but had always let them slide.

"Moo moo!"

Black Bull seemed unconcerned, clearly, they were the ones being deliberately bullied. Life isn't about letting everything slide.

"Let's not go to the ascension conference for now. Those Liao family members will definitely be waiting for us."

Chen Xun spoke somberly, "We'll first strengthen ourselves. In this world of immortals, it's much crueler than the world of mortals."

"Moo!"

Black Bull agreed, its senses sharper than Chen Xun's; those Liao family members clearly harbored murderous intent.

Back in the cave at the outskirts of the mountains, Chen Xun kept reflecting on himself. Having stayed in the mortal world for too long, he still fought over momentary anger here, which could bring them great disaster.

"Bull, next time we encounter such a situation, we'll endure. Once we're strong enough, we'll take back what we've lost."

Chen Xun muttered a curse that Black Bull couldn't understand, "Damn it, a bunch of little bastards."

"Moo moo moo~~"

Black Bull nudged Chen Xun; their mindset wasn't yet at the point where they could take everything lightly. They still had to go through it.

"Bull, it's okay." Chen Xun hugged Black Bull, "You go handle the spiritual herbs, I'll check out the alchemy."

"Moo!" Black Bull obediently ran off, wanting to cheer up Chen Xun.

Chen Xun flipped through the Basic Alchemy Technique; first, he needed to condense the Drug Fire within his body, then slowly refine the essence of the spiritual herbs, and finally fuse them into pills.

However, Drug Fire consumed a lot of mana, and a single mistake could ruin a batch of pills. A true alchemy master is built upon countless spiritual herbs.

But the alchemy technique also mentioned that the fire from earth veins could replace Drug Fire, although such places were generally occupied by immortal sects, out of reach for ordinary cultivators.

Chen Xun read with great interest; he had studied medicine before, and some of the knowledge was interrelated.

The most common pills during the Qi cultivation phase were the Heavy Feather Pill and the Qi-Enhancing Pill, both excellent for improving cultivation, and their formulas were common knowledge.

"Twenty years' worth of spiritual herbs can be used."

Chen Xun murmured, of course, the older the better, but older herbs were generally reserved for better pills.

...

Time flew, and before they knew it, a year had passed. They missed the ascension conference, with the Liao family waiting outside the valley in vain, never expecting to come up empty-handed.

It seemed the fool was somewhat clever, knowing he had offended someone important, he turned into a shrinking turtle.

And this year, indeed, a few people appeared, selling booklets just like Chen Xun's, which became quite popular and made a fortune.

Inside the cave, Chen Xun continued to add longevity points to the World Soul.

Today, Chen Xun sat cross-legged on the ground, his spirit focused, while Black Bull stood up, continuously massaging Chen Xun's shoulders, snorting excitedly.

"The auspicious time has come, I shall start refining pills, may the gods and Buddhas bless me, Chen Xun, with some face!"

"Moo moo moo moo!!" Black Bull also called out behind Chen Xun.

Chen Xun's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, a pill furnace was placed in front of him, he pointed at it, and the furnace spiraled up to eye level.

Dozens of Heavy Feather Pill spiritual herbs, all over thirty years old, were placed around them, accumulated over the past two years.

"Go!"

Chen Xun shouted, a herb soared into the furnace, Drug Fire emerged from his palm, mana began to drain from his body, sweat beading on his forehead.

The Drug Fire fluctuated under Chen Xun's control, large and small, and Black Bull's mood was like a roller coaster, not daring to breathe.

One after another, the herbs flew into the furnace, the fragrance wafting out, and Black Bull's eyes widened.

Puff, a sound like a bubble bursting, a batch of Heavy Feather Pill herbs was ruined, turning into a puddle of waste.

Chen Xun, panting, took out a blank booklet and recorded his recent feelings, the heat used for each herb, and so on. Theory and practice were completely different.